I miss you

I just read the obituary for my 96-year-old aunt. It was a beautiful reflection on her life, and testimony
to the impact one person can make in this world. As my cousin said when she called to tell me about
her mom’s death, “96 years is a good run.” I’m grateful for her life and the happy memories our big,
Irish family had together. However, I cried when I read the list of her sisters and brothers, especially my
dad, that preceded her in death. I miss their smiling faces, their joyous laughter, their wit and wisdom,
and their ability to turn any gathering into the best party ever.
It also makes me miss my own daughter, my adorable Lucy Marie. She had a much shorter 103-day run
at life but it was filled with precious smiles, baby giggles, and a wonderment of the world that turned
our lives into a daily party. I can’t write a lengthy obituary about her but I can tell you that she made an
incredible impact on this world. This one, little girl is special to more people than I ever imagined. The
story of her short life and the circumstances of her sudden death have become a testimony of hope for
hundreds of heartbroken families and their friends. Lucy’s story, among many other infant death
accounts, has bolstered efforts to educate thousands of families, caregivers, healthcare providers and
the general public on the dire importance of infant safe sleep practices. I am deeply grateful for the
short time I had with Lucy and amazed by the impact she has made so far. I still miss her though…every
day.
I miss her and all my loved ones. As I ponder the happiest memories of our times together, it makes me
wonder if all my favorite people are having the best party ever in Heaven, and if my beloved Lucy is
enjoying what I’m missing. I hope so.